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About Vienna

So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, workin’ the streets, all sly smirks and torn fishnets. She’s got that *je ne sais quoi*, ya dig? Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, outsmartin’ cops! Candy’s like that, a queen in her chaos. I’m watchin’ her, cacklin’, thinkin’, “She’s playin’ em all!” Makes me happy, seein’ that fire—fuck yeah!

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Me personal fav? A little hideaway called La Taverna della Bolla. It’s tucked down on Via del Mistero, where locals sip bitters and whisper legends. I’ve had a few deep chats there, sharin’ tales reminiscent of "Blue Is the Warmest Color"—saying, "The earth speaks in a language made of colors." Yup, that spot's got soul, like a treasure chest of memories.

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